Monica Keasler you fat, ugly cu**. You will slide down a path filled with jet fuel right into the arms of the Devil and every inch of your body and organs will melt, throb, sizzle and burn for all of eternity. There is no relief for you. My God doesn’t provide that relief for animal killers. You have no outlet for help. So live the rest of your sad days on Earth and just know when your organs fail you have torture and suffering to take over after your last ugly breath on your cheap hospital bed expires.